Chapter 22
Yanis released his grip on Kristina’s neck and reached for the doorknob, seemingly ready to break free with force.
At that instant, Kristina hit pause on the video and called out in a sweet, exaggerated ione, “Mr. Anderson, someone outside seems to br interrupting. Who dares to cause trouble on your turf!”
As soon as her voice faded, the doorknob pressed down with determination. Just when it seemed the door would burst open, the person outside hesitated, and the doorknob jerked back up, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.
A gleam of mischief sparked in Kristina’s eyes. She knew mentioning Devin Anderson’s name would work. Devin was indeed a dangerously influential figure; just a whisper of his name sent shivers through the scene.
After a brief pause, murmurs emerged from outside.
“What Is Mr. Anderson in the room?”
+ phone screen
“Isn’t Mr. Anderson on vacation abroad? I don’t believe he’s in there. Maybe that deceitful woman is trying to trick us.”
The doorknob jiggled again. Kristina pressed her back firmly against the door, her slender fingers dancing rapidly over her
Soon, a low, angry voice burst through the speaker. “Who the hell dares to interrupt my good time? Are you looking for trouble?”
Without missing a beat, Kristina squeaked, “Mr. Anderson, are you implying that the sharks in the West Sea are skinny? Maybe we should feed these people outside to them”
In an instant, panic surged among the intruders outside. Footsteps echoed as they scurried away, their retreat rapid and desperate
‘It truly is Mr. Anderson’s voice. Thank goodness we got out of there without a fight. If we’d pissed him off, we’d be done for, they thought.
Once the noise outside faded, Kristina raised an eyebrow at Yanis in triumph. “Alright, it’s safe now”
Yanis’s expression was a mix of amazement and bewilderment. He glanced at Kristina’s phone, curiosity etched into his features. “Why do you have so many recordings?”
“When you’re running with the wrong crowd, you’ve gotta be ready for anything. Plus, Mr. Anderson is my idol, Collecting intel on him is always a good idea. Kristina smiled.
Noticing the blood soaking through Yanis’s shirt, she quickly tore it into strips. Time was of the essence. She defily applied makeshift bandages and skillfully tended to his wound, stopping the bleeding.
Soon, a helicopter hovered outside, its rotors whipping up a strong wind. Yanis looked down and said to Kristina, “Let’s go. My ride is here to pick us up. Since you helped me, I’ll give you a lift”
Then he opened the window and signaled to the people in the helicopter. A ladder was quickly lowered, and they climbed up, soon disappearing into the dark sky.
The helicopter finally landed on the lawn of the McClain Manor, Kristina lightly hopped off the ladder and waved goodbye to Yanis
It was already late at night, and the dim streetlights illuminated the path beneath Kristina’s feet. As Kristina made her way toward the train building, she suddenly felt something was off.
A rustling sound came from the nearby bushes, as if someone was hiding there. ‘Did Stanley send someone to block my path? Kristina thought.
A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, and she quickly drew a sharp dagger from her waistband. At that moment, someone stepped out from the bushes.
